To Be Feared or To Be Loved

A young girl, of a somewhat average height, walked up to the school front. She was of nothing more then an average appearance. She was no more then an average girl. She was simply one of many who had come to attend the grand school. The girl rubbed her shoulder, squeezing her thin arm with a small and dainty hand. She squeezed her arm almost so tightly her knuckles turned white.

With a simple breath, she slowly fixed herself. She adjusted the straps to the bags over her shoulders. She fixed the position of her soft champagne colored dress in order to make it appear more presentable.

She took but a moment to observe its flowery white lace that poked out from beneath the dress's hem before adjusting the white ribbon that wrapped around her back. It was a silky ribbon of an overly emphasized size that tied up into a bow behind her back. A smile crept upon her face as she recalled her many dresses, an outfit style she adored more then she should. She frowned only briefly, hoping the school didn't have a dress code or uniform she hadn't taken notice to in the entrance papers. She shook her head, deciding she would worry about her attire later.

She adjusted a loose strand of silvery grey hair and tucked it away behind her ear before taking out a mirror from one of her bags. She stared out into her reflection until she smiled, apparently seeming satisfied with the look she had chosen for the day. She put the mirror away only after checking the champagne bow clip was still fastened in the same position she had put it on.

Finally, she was ready. Finally, she was at Beata. Finally, she was to be a Beata student. She set foot onto the campus, pulling her schedule out of her bag in the process to look it over briefly. The papers read at the top: Fae Belle Reille, Student Schedule. Then listed the school address and then her own and finally her schedule beneath.

The girl, who was named Fae, murmured softly to herself. "Oh fabulous, my first day here and I am about to make a fool of myself popping in and out of the wrong classrooms. What a great first impression that will be."

It wasn't usual to see a student outside of the dress code. Or--at least Aleta assumed the girl was a student. But these days, no one could be quite sure. There was a student who looked like a kid, and when she would talk to him, she'd speak to him as if she was talking to her nephew. Which made things awkward because the kid who looked about four years old, was actually her age. Possibly older. Poor guy.

Aleta herself was dressed in the normal Beata uniform. A green plaid skirt with a black suit jacket, paired with accents of the same green. The color green for her house--Spring. Her brown hair was pulled into low hanging pigtails, and bangs hung just above her eyebrows. Despite the cold winter air, she had decided to walk from the daycare rather than fly. Not because she felt like taking the scenic route. No, not at all. It was merely because she had forgot to put on shorts underneath, and did not feel like showing the neighboring town of Rosebury what color underwear she had gone with that day.

Back to the new student. Aleta usually left the duty to showing people around to those who had been there longer than her. That being said--she had almost been there for a year and a half. If anything, she was just as qualified as anyone else. Putting on a polite smile, Aleta strolled to a stop next to Fae and gave her a side glance. "Need help getting around?' She asked, folding her hands behind her back.

Fae jumped as she got pulled from her thoughts as a friendly voice greeted her. She turned her head to face the lovely subject whom the voice had originated, "Yes actually."

She paused before saying anything more, "Oh dear there is a dress code isn't there?" She yelped out, her palm slamming against her forehead and creating a soft slap-like sound. She groaned softly, "I am going to look like such a fool," she groaned, letting the one bag in her hand slump to the ground.

Laughter bubbled out of Aleta, and after a short moment, the Spring House student took a deep breath to keep her laughter away. "No worries-" She stiffened a giggle. "They give out the uniforms in the front office. You can change into it if you feel like it." There was a shrug of the girl's shoulders as she played off the uniform's significance. "It isn't too big of a deal. No one really cares. Uh, here." The girl unfolded her hands and beckoned the new student onward, toward the large red brick building ahead of them. "Let's get you signed in before you worry about your wardrobe. Okay?"

Fae nodded, the dip of her head slight and delicate in response. She smiled to the girl, "before we do, do you mind me knowing your name?" She asked, holding back a soft giggle. Yet, her eyes still sparkled with the laughter and amusement of it all. The uptight and shy feelings she had melted away in the presence of a girl she could possibly deem as a friend by the end of the day.

Aleta blinked a few times, before offering a sheepish smile in response. "Oh yeah. Sorry. I got ahead of myself there." The girl admitted, pulling a strand of her brown pigtail over her shoulder with gentle hands. "My name is Aleta Herman, and my gift is Fallen Angel Physiology." It had taken her some time to get over the fact that it was 'fallen'. Aleta found herself lying early on in her stay in Beata to say Angel Physiology like her brother. Since they were related, people bought it. Although--it may also be thanks to her powers, as she could lie and they wouldn't know the difference. Worked on her parents for the longest time. Yet, guilt gnawed at her continuously. It hurt.

There was a deep breath and the girl pushed away her thoughts to draw her attention back on Fae. "What about you?"

Fae found herself confused at the odd pause that Aleta had experienced. She quickly brushed off the curiosity and took the girls hand with a gentle firmness. She offered her a smile as she responded, "My name is Fae, Fae Reille. My gift is Faerie Physiology." She spoke softly, her voice delicate like a gentle breeze. She tilted her head just slightly, a few strands of hair falling from their face and crossing her cheery bright silvery grey eyes just briefly as she smiled.

Aleta seemingly brightened in response. "It is always cool to meet someone who also has a physiology gift." She gave the other girl a joking wink. "I mean, you definitely fit the bill of fairy appearance wise." Seeing that their introductions were done, Aleta once again beckoned the newest student toward the building. "Let's get you set up. Let me know if you have any questions. I know close to everything, and if I don't have an answer? We could ask my brother, he'd know."

Fae smiled slightly, her gaze shifted down along with the tilt of her head at the compliment she received. A pale rosy bush brushed past her cheeks for a brief moment before she tilted her head back up and pulled her hair from shielding her gaze. She tucked it behind her ear before asking with her soft smooth accent, "Oh? Who is your brother?" She questioned, her wonders becoming voiced, brimming with the same curiosity that glittered in her eyes.

"Well," Aleta began, setting a stoll-like pace towards the front offices. "my brother--Leo--is a former prefect here at Beata." The girl spoke as if she already expected Fae to know what a prefect was. Realizing her mistake, the girl gave the other a bright grin. "They are in charge of the houses, enforcing the rules, breaking up fights, helping out when they can. That sort of thing." Aleta led the two around the ever flowing fountain. Cold water dibbled out from the tiers, a crystal clear water landing in the pool below. The blistering cold winter air up in North Dakota couldn't seem to quite freeze the water. "He works in the daycare now." Came a following statement. It was not her assuming this time, rather-- Aleta knowing it was not her story to tell.

Fae nodded slowly as she took in the information. If anyone should know anything about the school, it seemed to her that he would definitely know. She took a glance around at the campus that surrounded her. Her eyes were wide with the awe of it in all it's beauty. She took a glance back to Aleta before glancing in the direction they were headed. She nodded slightly, "I see." She said softly, not sure where else to continue the conversation. Her mind was buzzing with so many curiosities they become nothing but a fog in her mind.

Aleta seemed to brush off the change in mood, instead picking up the pace to hold the door open for the new student. "Go ahead and talk to the lady up at the desk. She'll give you your dorm number, uniform and anything else you may need." Her voice seemed cheery, as she directed the other student down the hallway. The lady was super sweet, and very helpful. "I'll be over here to take you to the dorms when you get your stuff~"

Fae nodded slightly in return to Aleta, signaling with the smallest of ways that she had heard her and understood what she needed to do. She walked over to the lady who sat at the front desk. She stared into her computer as just the slightest and quickest tap of the keyboard hinted off that she were writing an email or something of the sort. Whatever it was front desk ladies were assigned to do. Fae cleared her throat just slightly, to notify the woman that she were there.

"H-Hello," she paused to clear her throat," Hello, I'm Fae Reille, I'm new to Beata." She said with almost a coward-like tone, as if someone superior of her in age or rank in the school gave her a reason to fear them. However, it wasn't so much as fear as of habit of something she had picked up as she were younger. It was almost her way of understanding and showing respect, even if it may not come off that way. She then held a silence, not saying any more, hoping the lady would understand what she needed.